Category: Grace Momma Grace
The widow gave all she had, even though it wasn’t very much. We have a choice too. Do we give all we have, even if we feel a little foolish?
Of course she cried, and was upset with me, but she was safe. And I am most definitely grateful for the heavenly help.
My oldest son started preschool today. And it would be very easy for me to use the free time to catch up on household chores. Or work. Or my never ending to-do list. Instead? I’m gonna snuggle my 2-year old.
It truly takes a village to raise a child. Ask for help. Accept it. Ask for it. Seek it out. And provide help to others as often as you can.
We feel like we’re failing at everything. And that to-do list item? Has been moved to tomorrow for days, and weeks, and months now… Momma, I want to teach you something that may change your life.
We have decided to do a combo of supplement and breast milk. I thought long and hard about this. I had a ton of supply that could last 2 months. Then last week I looked in the freezer and there was about 1 week worth of milk left. How?
Our needs and wants matter too, beautiful momma. We don’t have to mess up all of our financial goals to make US a priority.
Seriously….When I’m giving myself grace I always choose pleasing myself. When I’m striving for perfection? I always choose pleasing others.
My saggy skin on my stomach reminds me that my stomach grew, and provided life… My stretch marks remind me that it took work for my body to grow a human. Work that left a scar….My cellulite remind me that it’ okay to be flawed.